"this is sixth form poetry, not Keats or Yeats"
The Hypatia stone is a small stone that was found in the Great Sand Sea in south-western Egypt in 1996. Researchers have now used chemical analysis to show that this stone likely came from a Type Ia supernovae explosion, one of the most energetic events in the Universe.
This poem is inspired by recent research, which has created a colour catalogue to help find life on distant, frozen worlds.
Cloaked in weathered loam fraying edges sink from view, the violence of a distant past now hidden in the horsetails that lie littered in decay.
Drifting into pseudo space, you count imaginary miles falling past your vessel in their artificial multitudes. Volunteered to exile, you reach out across the simulated
Muddied bricks and melted sheets of bronze disclose the revelation of your erasure. Between molten pots and shattered bones a flash of heat scars the
Mechanical eyes drift across horizons, capturing hidden choreographies on the patchwork cloth of your vast abode. Grey on green on green on grey, your pixelated
Mechanical eyes sweep immeasurable skies, searching for life with boundaries pre-defined by the limitations of their homely existence. Blinkered hands reaching into dusky bags to
In the creases of deepest space, the sky is ablaze with light: fat galaxies, thin galaxies, barred galaxies, ring galaxies, new galaxies, old galaxies, hot
We trace your violence with methodic unease, charting chaotic ferocities as measured outbursts; a humanised hoax to retain control. As your temper subsides we
Secluded worlds hide secrets from our cold, prying eyes, suffocating starlight in the heat of their embrace. Lost beneath the contrails of a smoggy